As fantastical as cities like ash-Sham and al-Quds had seemed from the caravan men’s tales, the Jinni doubted that they’d been half so wondrous or terrifying as this New York.
The literature: David Mitchell’s THE THOUSAND AUTUMNS OF JACOB DE ZOET (in honor of Proof Reading’s 1000th follower!)
The libation: This is a Proof Reading original, a little something we’ve conjured up for you, dear readers, to mirror the intersection of Dutch and Japanese culture in Mitchell’s exquisite novel. Mix four parts shōchū, two parts fresh lemon juice, and two parts cinnamon syrup. Shake with ice and strain into a cocktail glass. Garnish with a cinnamon stick and lemon peel. Sip while you contemplate the Dutch East India Company’s monopoly over the cinnamon trade during the 18th century. (I mean, you don’t have to. It was just an idea.)
Meanwhile, your sommelier will raise a glass to you tonight to thank all one thousand of you for being here. Yes, you. Especially you.
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I love you guys a lot. Also I really want to take a bartending class now.
At some point this morning, proofreadingbooks blew past 1000 followers. You guys are ridiculously amazing. I’m so glad people are so receptive to this idea I had at my desk one day that started out, “Hey, wouldn’t it be funny if…”
He’s not the messiah, he’s a very naughty boy.
Nordic Mythology, UCL.
Why Baldr isn’t the Pagan Jesus.
The literature: Donna Tartt’s THE SECRET HISTORY
The libation: I hesitate to recommend wine, dear reader, solely on the basis of the consequences of Henry & Co’s bacchanal, but with proper supervision, mulled wine IS the best possible pairing for this wintry novel. Insulate yourself from the neverending winter that took such a toll on Richard with a mug or three this evening, wrapped in a cozy blanket in a warm room (ideally one with an intact roof).
Pour a bottle of red wine (err on the fruity side) into a small saucepan along with 4oz bourbon, 5 star anise pods, 5 cinnamon sticks, 2 tsp sugar, and a good length of orange peel studded with cloves. Stir together over low heat until the sugar is dissolved and the wine is warm through (but don’t let it boil!). Strain and serve in your hand-warmingest mug, garnished with a cinnamon stick. Maybe keep a sober friend around, just to make sure you don’t disappear off into the woods.
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Can you tell it’s really cold in my office today?
Look, I’m not saying. I’m just saying.
Fact: If there were a button I could press to make Sir Patrick Stewart a regular fake news correspondent I would never stop pressing it
I just. I can’t get over that Patrick Stewart apparently just moved to New York with the sole purpose of becoming this eccentric wonderful NYC character who shows up where you’re least expecting him just to spread delight.
ckickacherrycola replied to your photo “Oh my god, I’m ancient. My blog is about to start kindergarten. …”
our tumblr’s have the same birthday! relevant since we almost have the same birthday!
bbgirl I miss your face! Happy Tumblr birthday to you :)